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A little girl follows me

A careful woman I ought to beA little girl follows me;I do not dare to go astrayFor fear she'll go the self-same way.I cannot once escape her eyes;What're she sees me do, she triesLike me, she says, she's going to be,The little girl who follows me.She thinks that I am good and fine,Believes in every word of mine;The base in me she must not see,The little girl who follows me.I must remember as I go,Through summer's sun and winter's snow,I am building for the years to be,For a little girl follows me.